The poem has been helpful for those who believe in a life beyond this one to bring hope that they will one day be reunited in the better place.
A Better Place
Cry for me no more
the many tears of sadness
My time in this world was over
and it came for me to pass.
Bring the photos of old time
and see them not with tear-filled eyes
But with eyes of joy and laughter
and smile once more with me.
Know that I am in a better place
one without disease
without hatred and without death
In this kingdom I now call home
I wait here for you
When your time comes to pass
to ease the transition
from the old to the new.
Cry for me no more.
Remember only the laughter.
For I am in another realm
And I wait to see you again.
© 1999 Kirsti A. Dyer, MD, MS
About the Poem
This poem came to me after a request by a visitor to the Journey of Hearts site to find a poem that would be appropriate for remembering a birthday of a young woman, killed by a drunk driver in 1999.
The story reminded me of another young girl, the daughter of one of my teachers, who has killed in the mid 1970's during plane crash at the very young age of 3.
To both of them, their families and the many other families since who have lost loved ones suddenly and unexpectedly, we hope they have found their better place.
Angel image from boslea
